one time I delivered pizza down in this rural farm area and I came to a dead end by mistake, and when I turned around there was a goat in the middle of the road. There wasn't enough room to get around it either, so I had to wait for it to decide to move. When it did move, it decided to stick it's head in my driver side window. it smelled awful.

Several years ago I was at the San Francisco Zoo, and I walked by the petting zoo and saw about half a dozen children bawling and clambering for the exit. A few seconds later I saw the source of their grief: a pair of goats ramming any child foolish enough to stray too close in their knees. Plus Moonlight Sonata just happened to be playing over the intercom. +1 for memories.

One night at our ranch, we had fixed some really great lamb for dinner. Eventually Joe noticed a figure at the window. Upon closer inspection, we found a goat staring in at us as we munched our food listening to Beethoven. It wouldn't move a muscle as we ate, and it wasn't until we had finished cleaning the dishes that we discovered our watcher missing. We never saw hair or hide of that goat again. It smelled awful.

The goats smile is eerily calming. I went to the Pittsburgh Zoo and a portion in the zoo, you're able to pet animals. One of the animals was a goat. It came up to me and literally put its head in my hoodie pocket. I thought to myself, "Wow, what a nice goat"...turns out the bastard was actually eating my hoodie. He only wanted me for my cotton. Crackhead.